12-06-2004, 10:25 PM
This roleplay will follow an NPC who is competing in Dante's Abyss as part of a storyline.. She will be controlled by myself and any questions regarding her may come to me
The tall woman walked quietly into the lobby area on the ship, not moving to greet anybody. Her skin was a strenge color, almost a mix between green and white. This could be explained by the vines wrapped around her legs and arms. Her rear end was barely covered by the leaves and thin vines, which acted as a primitive undergarments, covering her crotch just enough. The vines traveled up the woman's sleek sides and turned into leaves once it hit her breasts. The leaves covered her breasts just enough so nothing is revealed but the outline. Her hair was a dirty brown, falling down were teal back and resting there as she took a seat on a longue chair to the side.
She put her bony face on her sweaty palms, closing her eyes and quietly thinking about why she had decided to come. She was, of course, a very special kind of warrior, but not one who could stand up to the most powerful fighters. She remembered trying to stand up the green man, that fateful day long ago, and he banished her into that forsaken watch for so long. Only recently had she been freed, and now she came to Dante's Abyss. But she didn't come for the adventure, or even the money.
Her reasons were of course unknown to all but her.
NPC Name: ???
The tall woman walked quietly into the lobby area on the ship, not moving to greet anybody. Her skin was a strenge color, almost a mix between green and white. This could be explained by the vines wrapped around her legs and arms. Her rear end was barely covered by the leaves and thin vines, which acted as a primitive undergarments, covering her crotch just enough. The vines traveled up the woman's sleek sides and turned into leaves once it hit her breasts. The leaves covered her breasts just enough so nothing is revealed but the outline. Her hair was a dirty brown, falling down were teal back and resting there as she took a seat on a longue chair to the side.
She put her bony face on her sweaty palms, closing her eyes and quietly thinking about why she had decided to come. She was, of course, a very special kind of warrior, but not one who could stand up to the most powerful fighters. She remembered trying to stand up the green man, that fateful day long ago, and he banished her into that forsaken watch for so long. Only recently had she been freed, and now she came to Dante's Abyss. But she didn't come for the adventure, or even the money.
Her reasons were of course unknown to all but her.
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